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Siobhan

I sat in my bed thinking about what happened. I've been here for a day and already broke all my rules.

Why am I like this. When Micheal grabbed me I couldn't breathe. It was like I went back in time. I went back to that fucking day. I was trapped again in that room with Ryan.

But I did something about it. I didn't need anyone to save me this time. I handled my shit and it scared me. I thought that I was done with that part of me. The part that could beat the shit out of anyone. The part that wasn't afraid of anyone.

I had known what I needed to do to get through the trial. It was the same thing I had done for nearly two years. Lie. I had always been a good liar. It was a way to hide who I was and what I was really feeling. When my parents died it meant that I didn't have to deal with reality. It's also how I got involved with Patrick.

Patrick and I had always made sure that there was nothing that connected me to the gang. We sure as hell weren't expecting a snitch. But hey I pulled it off. Now I'm here, not in jail. I did that. I saved myself.

But this time was different. Liam didn't try to save me just help me. God I wanted to kiss him. But after what Patrick and Ryan did to me I can't. I know what it will lead to. It just isn't worth it.

But something happened to me tonight. I felt something. It was the first time since the incident with Ryan that I have felt something. I wasn't numb.

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